Mind's Eye

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Song Title: Mind’s Eye
Artist Name: Grouce

(Verse 1)
Lightning lights up the surface,
The thunder of Thor has war with the serpents
Who mate with their servants,
The Earth grows everyday,
If a tree falls, it makes sound whether we may
Or may not be there to hear it,
It's clear that nobody’s here but I fear none ‘cause I hear
The sound of the oak trees, mounted with oak leaves,
Pound ‘til they're broke and they're found with some broke thieves
Down in your smoke dreams, bound to go choke teens
Surrounded by coke now with dope fiends,
Both teams, I'm playin’ against one another,
I'm goin’ to be undercover,
Another lover of the motherfuckin’ beats,
I've been sayin’ curse words since my first verse, so
Eets if you don't like, I'm like “Get on your bike!”
It's like you are a dyke, I’ll strike you with the mic,
Go and take a hike like pikers,
Fuck your party music, this is for all those on Rikers
Island, all the way to Silverwater jail,
Who can't afford a bail, my heart is sorta pale
One too many times I've tried to harness all the gale-
Force winds, four sins bring in the hail,
The calm before the storm for born to be reborn
But be warned, the three-horned
Beast needs to feast tonight,
Comin’ from the east, at least, the beast has never ceased
Lookin’ for another priest to bite for the feast tonight,
It's Easter, right? No it is not, so pity’s got
The backseat, man, you can go and eat Bo Diddy’s snot,
I know it is not what you expected
But accept it, I'm as fresh as disinfectant…

(Chorus)
I don't know what to say,
My mind’s eye tries everyday
To make sense of this world,
It does what it wants, no lie

(Verse 2)
I'd like to welcome the serpent race,
This is about to become a disturbin’ place,
I’ll serve an ace, while in the court
‘Cause I know ‘bout their rackets and their admiralty laws
A casualty caused an effect with affection
Direction is paused from direct intervention,
The tension you cut with knives
Is what I maintain to uplift lives, the fuckwit wives
And husbands that we marry and divorce
End up ridin’ us but it's more like carryin’ a horse,
A chariot of force? Why? There’s more to it,
There's a system that's built us up and it's all druid,
Pour fluid from out the cup
And get ready for a new world where down is up,
I found a pump and now I'm pouring like Earth rain,
Hearin’ all the spirits when they're calling my birth name,
I'm worth way more than you know,
Don't need a quarter of dro to become bored of the flow,
I think I'm caught in a rip and gettin’ pulled out,
Caught in a cool route, I'd call it a hip sort of a trip,
Absorbin’ a chip, stalkin’ a chick, sleep-crime,
I want you all to know I'm havin’ such a sweet time,
I’ll keep rhyme in a tight syntax,
Spin facts into thin wax placing ‘em in packs,
My skin lacks vitamin D,
I’ll make you wish that you were kinder to me,
Columbine, the dollar sign, made up of Isis
I’ll collude with Colombe, include another crisis,
Suffices to say, to raise up all the prices
A crisis is nice as a million Chryslers,
Feelin’ priceless, nice to see
That someone finally knows what Christ to be…

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
When runnin’ up on an okerus
Punch ‘em in the esophagus,
Seein’ the sky on top of us
Fallin’ down on metropolis,
It's really obvious that I'm from Heliopolis,
The Land of the Sun where man is a drum
With hearts beating to the same beat,
Insane heat, heating up the room when they meet,
You may need an aircon, if you are there on
The day that Grouce meets Nefertiti in a kundalini,
I'm needing another meeting immediately,
An immediate means to plead for leniency,
I need ingredients for a medium rare,
I'm speeding a bit, and driving on the median strip,
You've got to face facts, your face cracks,
If Grouce hits you with a bat that breaks backs,
I think I’ll make snacks, who’s hungry,
I’ll sit around eating while I watch Humphrey…

(Chorus)

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from G​-​Rated LP, released November 2, 2016
Music produced by Grouce. Lyrics written & performed by Grouce. Recorded, mixed & mastered by Grouce. © 2016 Grouce. All rights reserved. Unauthorised commercial use &/or unauthorised reproduction is prohibited. Made in Sydney, Australia.

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